Yes. It's not debilitating, but it's there. I'm aware of it's potential, if fed, to become debilitating.
I value those who have spoken of the need to keep challenging oneself to be present with the anxious feelings. When I choose to avoid potentially socially aggressive environments, as Helpful Elf mentioned, my ability to handle the ones I cannot avoid is diminished. I'm not a masochist, but I do have to go to work and earn a paycheck at the minimum. I am learning how to accept I will often feel anxious and learn to be present with my uncomfortable experience. It is when I think it should be otherwise, and is otherwise for everyone else, that my self-hatred and resultant anxiety begins to spiral out of control. If I take that energy out of the system by accepting this is my experience and decline passing judgment on it, the whole cycle is deflated.
Probably a combination of being made fun of a lot, taking life too seriously, trusting people too easily, being gullible, and my parents constantly urging me never to show my emotions, or just general negativity from them.
Yeah I think I have a mild case of it.
Thing is, it's not so much face to face people interaction I worry about, I mean I can extremely anxious about going to new groups of people who I've never met/unfamiliar environments. But calling people on the phone is awful for me. Seriously, sorting out my Uni application was hell, even calling the hairdressers to get a hair cut requires hours of mental preparation for 30 second phone call.
I also am afraid of public transport. No idea why, I would rather walk ridiculous lengths then get a bus. Trains freak me out as well, I know soon that I'm gonna have to make my way across the UK on train and I'm absolutely dreading it. It doesn't stop me doing what I have to do but it makes it hell to do it. I'm extremely good at hiding it as well, even from myself sometimes.
Yes, and it's horrible. I do understand how you feel. I'm genuinely afraid of social situations because for me, those are the times where people are just bound to be judging me, or sizing me up around their own opinions about me, maybe even without me knowing. I fear someone noticing me being the quiet, invisible person in the back or sitting alone at a table eating lunch.
I prefer to be the person eating lunch alone at the back of the room. Sure enough, some well meaning extrovert/SFJ/P spots me and tries to "bring me out of my shell." Or worse still, they have already judged me as reclusive and/or troubled and need to be fixed.
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What gives? I don't know... I've been at it for longer than you and not a whole lot has changed! Am just recovering the ability to breathe properly after all the stinking holiday parties. Really. I hate not being able to breathe, it is the worst feeling! So you may as well get used to it -- social anxiety, that is.
Side note: I have a friend who teaches at Iowa Central Community College... I bet you may know her. It's not, after all, a large place, is it? Do you know any of the faculty there? At ICCC? (I am not sure if my friend needs a "project" or not, but I can ask if you like! :becky: :becky: Ahem. Sorry. Go ahead, kick me, I hate matchmakers myself.)
LOL, I only know the teachers from IT, so I probably don't know her. Do you live in IA?
Yea, I am the same. Everyone seems to think I need to be "fixed." I don't need to be fixed, I seem to attract all the women that want a project. Usually if I don't want to come out of my shell, there is a good reason.
I don't know, I don't hyperventilate or show really any other phsyical symptoms in social gatherings, but when I am sober it is just overwhelming. When I lived alone I would literally use up every last thing in the cupboards for food before I forced myself to go to the grocery store. And this is ON antidepressants.
People trying to take me out of my shell by taking me to a party is similar to taking an arachnophobe and throwing them in a room full of spiders and telling them to mingle. Yea I can face my fears, I face them every day, but nothing changes, so what gives?
Then again, I live in Fort Dodge, and all there is to do is go to bars and parties. I KNOW I don't like hanging out with the typical party crowd, I never have. Not to say I am on a high horse or anything, I just don't dig it. Maybe that is why the world seems so wrong with me right now. Maybe it would seem better if I lived somewhere else.